Valentino X Alastor Novels & Stories

I swallowed hard, my throat dry, as Rose rushed toward me in concern, But then Alpha Xavier suddenly stopped again. He turned back once more, his expression shifting, his voice dropping into something darker.“There is something you should understand,” he said. “As much as I want Valeria for myself I hope you have not done anything to hurt her.”My heart skipped.“Because if you have…” his eyes darkened, locking onto mine, “I will be the one to end you myself.”His words froze me in place. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move, He stared at me for a moment longer, then a slow smile spread across his face again one that sent shivers down my spine before he finally walked away.

The way Valtor gazed at Valeria, his eyes filled with adoration and gratitude, was a far cry from the cold, distant Alpha they had grown accustomed to. After dinner, they strolled through the garden, Valtor proudly showing Valeria the beauty of their home, Karan's gaze lingered unto Valeria, his eyes clouding with a mix of longing and resignation. Valtor's instincts didn't miss the discreet glance, and with a delicate yet possessive gesture, he wrapped his arm around Valeria's waist, marking her as his own. The message was clear: she was off-limits, and any potential suitor should look elsewhere.

She felt bad but didn't know the right way to change her answer. "I guess, I was rude, my apologies" Valentino gently carried Alice away from his lap and placed her on the bed. "Have a good night's rest" Valentino stood from the bed and headed to the door but after a few steps, he stopped at a spot, and turned over only to see Alice's eyes closed. He watched her throat glued up and down and her lips as pink as they were, which made it look more attractive. He couldn't resist it, he didn't want to think of anything that would happen if he didn't control himself so he walked back to Alice. He bent over and kissed her lips so hard that Alice's nipple got hard immediately. He worked his hand up

“Not because he said it—but because my whole body knows it.” I barely caught my breath before the door slammed open. Valentino. My body jolted. Instinct kicked in—I grabbed the sheet. Vittorio didn’t let me. “Don’t,” he growled, pulling it back. I gasped. “Are you serious—?” “He’s seen worse,” Vittorio muttered. “Let him talk.” Valentino stood there like a walking sin—tall, inked, shirtless, hair a mess. The tattoos on his chest looked like smoke curling down his ribs. His eyes found me—and stayed.

Love. In this world, it was a curse. A weapon. And I wasn’t sure who was going to survive its strike. ALESSANDRO Later that night, I found Valentina alone in the bath, surrounded by rose petals like some tragic goddess. I didn’t ask permission. I stripped, stepped into the water, and pulled her into my lap. She didn’t fight me. But she didn’t melt, either. I whispered in her ear, “You want to hate me so badly, don’t you?”

“He hurt you badly enough that you eventually rejected him. But by that time, you had already formed bonds with members of the pack.” His gaze flicked briefly to Demarion again. “So returning home wasn’t exactly appealing anymore.” He sighed dramatically. “And of course…” He pointed at Demarion. “The Alpha fell for you.” Valentino smirked. “I mean, he stopped caring about his mistress entirely.” His eyebrow lifted slightly. “And from what I hear… he even electrocuted a guy at the club just for touching you.” Demarion’s jaw tightened slightly, but he didn’t deny it.

Valentino's eyes landed on my chest that's covered with the laced hem of my nightgown. Valentino pulled me closer to him and started placing small kisses on my neck. I tilted my head to give him more access to my neck. I moaned as Valentino nibbled the skin on my neck. His hands move to my shoulders as he pushed the straps down, making the fabric fall to my waist. Valentino pulled away and his eyes roam all over my exposed torso. His hands land on my waist caressing my skin. His eyebrows suddenly furrowed as his fingers graze over a scar on the left of my lower back. "Turn around." He demanded. Although confused, I obeyed him and turned my back to him.

Xanthis responded and everyone else who was in the sitting room, sighed with relief. Alicia embraced him. "That's a relief. I'm glad you'll be okay" she said and he smiled weakly. "Come in" Dre said when someone pressed the door bell. "Adrian" Alessio said, his gaze resting on his personal agent who'd just walked in. "Boss" "Any findings on Valentino yet?" Alessio asked. "No, not yet. But, I have a lead. He was at Grechen's bar few days ago and the barman said he left with a red haired woman" Adrian responded.

From his possession to his lust-driven touch. He is an Alpha male. He's a breathing, walking, and talking predator, all decked out in an expensive Armani suit, with sin written all over his face. I am not a sinner, but I quickly find myself wanting to become one, and it scares the shit out of me. Don Alessandro Valentino is the dark, the danger, the connection to a life I want no part of. He is everything I shouldn’t want and the lure I simply can’t resist…